In love .... We lose our identity , past and future... Leaves ourselves to be slaves to our feeling and desires... Our passion takes toward to river of love which take us with its flood , and enjoying swim in its quiet, noisy waves... Our passion back us revert to its beach,sink in its softly sands and relax under its warm sun ,in its nights we enjoyed with its moon and brightly stars... Every moment of passion and feeling owns our bodies ... When we feel thirst , our longing leads us to its river,to drink from its fountain, until we be like drunks without wine... So are the days and nights of love.... In love we lose in its valley ...walking without guides in its ways....we sink in its deep sand ...until find hands picked us and hugs.... cools our lips with water's life....then were re back to lives.... we pass through to our road carrying our hopes with us....
